Stocks slide on Europe fears! PANIC!! No, wait, stocks rally on Europe hopes! Ok everything's fine. No, no, stocks plummet on Greek uncertainty! OH SHIT OH SHIT OH SHIT!!!! Massive bailout sends stocks soaring! Crisis averted! We can all relax! After I saw "Inside Job" a year ago I've been paying attention to economic news, but it just seems to be those headlines over and over again. I'm not convinced anyone has any idea what the fuck is actually going on.
The Rothschild family runs things, they want you scared, it's all a conspiracy didn't you know? The banking cartels all meet once a year at the Bildberg conference and decide who the next president and prime minister will be, all the way down to who gets fucked with a hairbrush. Seriously people, I get to have these conversations with certain family members all the time, it must be true, they read it on Alex Jones website. Right?
Well I ordered a typewriter this week. I was so excited I even went out and got some fancy paper on which to write letters with. Pen pals, anybody? But not actually pen pals. Typewriter pals. Secondary: I hate learning about the medical conditions of my colleagues. Not in the sense that they're oversharing in conversation, or that their conditions are gross or icky or that I don't care about them. It's that sometimes in the course of my job I learn things about people that I should not know and then how do you look at them in the face later knowing that they know that you know things about the that they've been trying their hardest to hide from everybody? Tertiary: I'm planning a European trip of some sorts this summer. I hope that the economic climate makes for a favourable exchange rate and no protests whatsoever.
Should I watch the Celtics game in a bar, and deal with a bunch of drunk Boston fans, or at home, and deal with potentially spotty internet connection?
ESPN3 that shit. Unless the shitty internet connection is on your end, in which case, what century are you living in?
Chatter: "I want to know if my period ended a week ago and I had sex with my husband last night if there is a chance I could be pregnant." Me: (In so many words) Yes, but you weren't at your most fertile. You can take a test if your next period is late. Chatter: "So, I don't have to wait 2 weeks. A week is good." Me: (In so many words). No, you'd have to wait about 3-4 weeks. Chatter: "So, if I take a test in like 3 days that'll be good?" Me: (In so many words) No. Chatter: "Ok." Me: "Do you have any other questions?" Chatter: "Yes." (One minute later.) "I have a period every 28 days." (Two minutes later.) "I mean, in 28 days." (Two minutes pass.) Me: ..."Do you have a question about your period, or your cycle?" Chatter: "Yes." (One minute later.) "I have a period every 28 days." (One minute later.) "So a week when it finishes I could become pregnant?" Me: "Are you asking if you're able to become pregnant a week after you period ends?*" *Again. Chatter: "Yes." The blog is therapeutic for laughing about people who are stupid about sex things, but I don't have any outlet for laughing about people who are just stupid.
I one-upped you. I ordered THIS bad boy this week: ...I will sit on the coffee shop patio whilst writing on freshly peeled scroll of birch paper, giving my person the occasional ration of snuff and writing in beautiful text with magnificent flourishes. Occasionally I will spring to my feet, galavanting and mincing around the patrons while laughing snobbishly at things that come to my mind that aren't funny. Then, I'll snatch out one of my own eyes and throw myself through the plate-glass window.
/... Yall write with dumb stuff? Why don't you use soemting not bad? What are we- 13? On that note, Gordan Ramsay is a fraud and Obama is an asshole! Hey! You nkow what is nice? ALM?OST ALL OF YOU! The rest are mean. Asshonles.
I just told my wife about this place. If yall have aby questions, please line up now. She said she'd answer them/ this is weird as fuckto me.
Oh lord, I hope I never get drunk enough to make this same mistake. This place will remain my dirty little secret until the day I DIE. (or he checks out the history on my computer)
Can you make yourself avilable to tell us what the hell BD is talking about after 10 pm on Fridays and saturdays?
You, sir, are a better man than I. I've told my wife about this place. It led to a fight, because it is 'weird,' to talk to strangers on the internet, and she is upset that I can socialize on the internet and she can't. I've told her she can sign up and post all she wants, but again, she finds it 'weird.' Apparently, in her mind, you're all 40 year old weirdos who live in their parents basement. I've tried to tell her that is only Durbanite, but she won't hear it. That was a shitty night, so I just dropped it, and I will never, ever bring it up again under any circumstances. Not enough booze in the world to deal with that conversation or that particular brand of judgmentalism again (which, for the record, I had never seen before, and haven't seen since). I swear, you'd think when I said "yeah, I post on a message board," she heard "yeah, I have threesomes with two other guys, if you count your parents' dogs as guys!" The irony is that message boards would be right up her alley. Maybe not THIS one, per say, but one that focuses on her interests, as it would give her a chance to socialize a bit more, which she always complains she doesn't have enough time to do.
I agree with her! I would be mad if you were my husband and liked I have threesomes with two other guys.....without me...ahaha!
Mine does. She blushes everytime I say wiener. She's still trying to learn how to even post. Give her time. She;s used to poking cacti and stuff.
I have an incredible idea. We all know that there is no chance in hell that there will be a male shirtless thread. So, all of you are welcome to post your pictures in the TiBette thread for our viewing pleasure. I DECLARE IT TO BE SO. You're welcome, ladies.